Friday, December 25, 2015

The Winter Collection

There's a tide coming in 
He said close your eyes 
Follow me girl 
Into the forest we walk 
Blind folded my love 
Eyes wide open - 

Laundry hanging on the line 
Paper clipped heart shapes made of twine 
Tell me Mr sandman , I write fairy tales in sand , washed away by the hands 
Of the unforgiving tide - 

Follow me he says - 
He laughs - 

The forest is cold - 
The crows are screaming 
I ask,"have you heard a word I said?" 

The sun is setting 
The path is narrowing ,
You hold my hand and whisper - 
Trust me - 

I see him , leaving 
And I see him leaving too - 
I remember their suit cases were packed long before you got here . 

And I'm peeking through these cracks 
And I let go of your hand 
Because your fingers 
Are their fingers 
And I'm packed 
The train is waiting you see 
It's always waiting 

Paper mache heart 
Perfectly clipped to your hand 
In place where I once stood 

Tell me Mr sandman , 
How do I write fairy tales 
In pen ? 

With blind fold on 
Eyes closed 

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Electrical Conduction

A thousand notes scattered and scarred
Can you die of a broken heart ? 
Electrical problems they say - 

There's a thin line 
As I drive one last mile 
Praying all the way to the grave 

This time I'm alone . 

Hand stitched friendship bracelets 
Gold cross around my neck 
Tattered I am 
Used up 
What will they say ? 

As every dream streams down her face 
I hear the dial tone 
No one left on the phone . 

Can you die from a broken a heart ? 
I read the news this morning 
The pills prescribed are mine . 

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Another Song

Picking up hands she says 
As the faceless clock mocks me 
I fear my leader has gone 
And I can't reckon the last time I sailed 
Fearless - 

Can you see the magic ? 
The moment I stepped in to your black picket fences 
I burned them to ashes 
We called it love 
No one understands this rhyme 
Of a locket split and frozen in time 

Conversations running back and forth in our minds 
He heard the music play you see 
Silent in the winter air 

Now left writing fairy tales 

Friday, December 4, 2015


Old magazine add reads 
Obituaries of torn up pictures 
Left over memories with no finger prints 
No names - 

Contacts embrace dialated lense 
Old tears fill an ocean of pillows 
I rest my head on , only I never sleep 
As I carry on alone 
Walking with regret 
Growing grey and invisible yet invincible isn't the same 

Tell me as I lie here alone 
How will it end 
What will it say 
As the water rises 
And the violins play 
Their  tune drunk

They never understood a word 
They say 
Never understood 
The girl at all - 

Sunday, November 29, 2015


Hold the cuffs 
Puff out the secrets 
Fuck all that red lipstick 
You say your not the one 
I say I am the sun 
I'm everyone's 
The narcissist cup 
Drink me up 

Who can contain me 
In your room 
In your bed 
Tell me your story 
Can you read mine 
Braille at the end of a journey 

I may be your biggest mistake 

Saturday, November 28, 2015


There's a stethoscope love 
Bound by the train 
I'm roaming on the tracks 
I hear your heart beating 

I'm pacing 
The clock turns half past morning 
And the sunrise reminds me 

As they sit quietly on the outside breathing 
Come in 
Come inside 

The station is busy 
The train passes by 
No one notices 


Tuesday, November 24, 2015

The Crack

The pendulum ticks into memories 
Cutting them into flecks 
Spread across a dusty picture frame 
Nothing left 
Empty glass 

I'm aware of circumstances 
I dance alone with consequence 
Certainly I have conversations with notions

I grasp at the final words 
I scream at the ending 
I can't run any more 
I'm lost inside 
I'm found inside you 

Take me apart 
I died in your arms 

I walked into the gas station tonight 
Eyes black streaming 
They don't see the pain 
Of dying 

When you left 
I'm lost inside 
You see 
I'm found inside you -

Tuesday, November 17, 2015


Echoes sit boldly in picture frames 
I drive along way from home 
The noise is deafening 
I can see my guardian angel watching me 

Empty chest 
Breathing in and out carefully 
Screaming somewhere in a cold snow 
Miles and miles away - 
How do I go - tell me - how do I go 

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Devils And Demi - gods

There's a common fire 
Approaching the midnight ocean 
I see you in the horizon 
It's one more victory 
Before we turn in - 

I can't stand anymore she said 
I can't love he said 
An' we met under the blanket of dawn 

Holding our guns 
With all our strength drawn 
Devil and his Demi - god 

With one last breath 
Against a hundred wars they won 
Bet against us to the last penny lost 

There's a common fire 
Approaching the midnight 
I see you there 
In the horizon 
It's one more victory 
Before we turn in - 

Wednesday, October 28, 2015


The day is half decided 
Dreams run through like heroine 
I can't brush you off - 

It's the needle parted into 
Heart beats - 
Running defeated and half empty 

Tell me the secrets we hold in our hands 
Stretched faith and shot glasses 
Filled with nothing but moments 
As the miles go on like a nightmare 
I can't wake from - 

For every verse is yours 

Like heroine 
All that is mine . 

All I've become 
Is the day 
Half decided . 

Monday, October 5, 2015

Sailors Plight

I'm not quite sure how he got the most important paddle 
I sit here palm on cheek laughing mildly 
To my self alone in my wooden boat 

Over thinking stale conversations , about 
The way you looked so much better on me 
as the sun touches the horizon I'm left a little fuzzy and a little broken 

And your left with that part of me somewhere ,with an extra paddle you see 
So tell me as I'm left mid sentence as its better for you and better for me - when we're left with broken pieces at the hull of the issue 
you were once my captain 

I'm left here softly laughing 

Some how discouraged 
Setting sail 

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

The Races

You are the hero and the killer 
Puffy red lips dream of kissing you 
    Good night 

No sign of you 

I tell myself in neon intentions nothing's left , as you sink my ship , nuclear she says , something you only see in those books you find in vintage thrift stores - 

And the gentleman come and go as fast as they say hello , they've got no chances 

She watches the horizon and she knows he's not coming back - 

Tell me , what to do with a love like that ? 
The quiet is noise these days , I'm so lost 
I here the music but it's not the same 

You see - it's not the same 

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Poetry and love

Poetry is a secret story between you and the paper . No one quite knows her secrets except the pen and the the air that dries her fragments and her lover that hears the lost good byes written for him tonight . 

I say poetry is best written as a lost letter written for her lover to find . But most poetry remains lost . That's why the best poetry is written late at night and the poet is alone . 

No poet will tell you what their poetry means . It's for you to decipher the hieroglyphics of words written for secret soul mates that lay a hundred miles away 
Under all these pages and pages and maybe just maybe you can take these words and cut and paste them into your world like music and sing along with us . 

I write mostly about a love I met a few years ago and said good bye too - 

He is my twin flame my 1111 . I think I write best when I'm loving or falling apart and he has me doing both . And that's just fine I write my best this way . 

I urge you to follow along on my journey and find yours as well 

- war commander 

Saturday, September 5, 2015


If I could I would write the perfect letter 
To bring you home , 
I would tell you about how I drive home at night I think of you and stare at the moon , wondering if you watch it too . 

I would tell you how I lay in bed dreaming of holding you just one more time 
Wondering if you ever dream it too - 

I also wish I could just once hand stitch every song that reminds me of you , but it would be to many lines and to many words , you see - 

And if I could one last time I would tell you about how confused I was about your note , because good byes never come bye one way conversations between a lock and a key - 

So tell me because I know .... I'm not crazy , and I've been a little around the block , and a girl like me doesn't give love so easy - 
So tell me - when I'm a hundred million light years away do you feel me - ? 

When I tell you I miss you when I'm alone in my bed ? Do you hear me on my drive home at night tell you I love you when I search the moon ? 

And as much as I move on my heart stays back some where with you . 

Maybe you will never read this letter addressed to you . But maybe you will hear me talking to you on my drives home . 

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Never Resting

" In this world there's real and make believe , this seems real to me " - 3 Doors Down -

I can't see the other face of the world 
Standing in someone else's life 
Like rusted nails we're  breaking down 

The whisky runs dry - 
I see it written on the wall 
A Braille only you can feel - 

I push in the chair 
You have no good bye 
Lost somewhere amongst the crowds 

Is she a face you see past the doubts 
As you run 
She waits alone in the bar - 

There's nothing I can do 
Nothing I can say to make you 

She walks slowly to the door 
Do you remember what was left behind 

And I - 
Fall to my knees , 
Like a rusted dream it falls apart 

Braille on the wall 
I'm writing this letter to you 
I know you hear me 

Whisky runs dry 
No good bye 
Don't tell me 
I'm not 
A face in the crowd 

As she leaves the bar 

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Letter to You

I'm pressing forward 
But I can't move my heart 
I can't go on with out you - 

And I'm moving 
I'm happy - 

But I'm lost - 
It may sound crazy 
Me writing a letter 
About loving someone so much 
But I'm laying in bed dreaming about you -
Now that I'm alone in my bed 
With a broken heart 
Tell me how does one go on 
Knowing I love you so much . This isn't a poem you see . It's just me and these words laying here in the dark. 

As the tears fall down my face 
11:11 reads on the clock - 

All I wanted to know is if you ever felt 
The same . Do you miss me when I miss you ? You may never see this letter 
Or know - how hard it is to go on with out you 

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Are you here ?

Sometimes you wonder when someone lets you go , if it's so hard for me is it hard for them at all ? I can hardly stand it.  Checking my inbox and nothing . You want them to change there mind . I can't chase it anymore . If he loved me at all he would come back - I can't wait either - but in a way i do , in a way I always will - 

Friday, July 17, 2015

Twin flames

If I could tell the story I have 
Locked up in my safe 
Behind the painting over my fireplace 
I'd sit you down 
Eye to eye - tell you how I felt him 
From the inside the moment I layed my eyes on him 
I couldn't explain in it in detail 
All I could tell you is I knew him 
With out ever speaking a word 
With out ever saying our first hello

I fell in his soul / sounds crazy I know 
But there I stood as time as we knew it 
Stood still 
I knew in an instant he was mine forever 
I just had to have faith 
Because faith herself told me / his soul was telling me so 
And they begun a conversation from across a room 

I could barely sit still I didn't even know your name I knew I loved you / more than I ever loved before - 

That's the feeling I had the day I met him 
Written 7-2015

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Why It Does Exist

I have a very heavy topic to speak of . Will I ruffle some feathers ? May even lose friends and cause many conversations amongst the  young and the old .This topic is cause for great concern and critism , I will write from my own experience - add in excerpts from doctors , and most of all you may find  your self getting angry , but as you get angry - 

Maybe just maybe you may find I am right . So let me take a moment to put on my head phones , plug in my charger and take you on my journey .

I recently had a conversation with a close girlfriend of mine who said ," Amy , we have many soul mates ". She said ," don't limit yourself ". 

I used to believe this - I used to be a cinic 
I'm not saying she is a cinic . So here me out . I was at work last week , I sparked a conversation they said , " Amy , there is no such thing as a soul mate !" I felt sad inside . But just not long ago I was one of them . So let's start back to the beginning . 

All of these people are married . So keep this thought in mind . 
I want to keep this train going in the right direction so stay with me - 

Before we go further let's look at what a true soul mate is first ok . 

"A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely open and honest with who we are."

Ah, soulmates. The epitome of love and partnership. In our fast-paced chaotic world, which boasts all sorts of different people, we find ourselves skimming through more relationships than we'd like in order to find that one person who can truly open our locks.

Not just anyone can fulfill you the way your soulmate can. There's a world of a difference between your soulmate, your heart's other half and a life partner -- a person who lacks the elements to mold perfectly to you. Your soulmate makes you feel entirely whole, healed and intact, like no piece is missing from the puzzle. A life partner, on the other hand, can be a great supporter and long-time companion, but is limited in his or her capacity to enrich your spirit.

Most of us remain in life-partner relationships because we "settle," for a multitude of reasons. Firstly, we may have a real subconscious fear of being alone. And since we're biologically designed to fall in love, it's only natural that we pair up in this world. But we sometimes prolong what are meant to be temporary relationships and mistakenly settle into them for good. There are relationships which must last for a certain period of time to close out a karmic chapter of life, relationships in which we're meant to have children with our partner but not necessarily remain with them, and relationships which are just plain confusing because a melting pot of emotions doesn't allow us to see our predestined path.

from couples who married their childhood loves to people in their retirement years who still struggle with commitment issues. Most of us fall somewhere between these two extremes, meaning that we experienced several relationships before finding the person we believe to be our perfect pairing. Whether you're currently married, in a relationship, or contemplating entering a relationship with a new love interest, it is crucial that you know what role this person will play in your life. After all, there's no avoiding the inevitable, often uncomfortable question we must ask ourselves: Is this the person I was bound by destiny to share my life with? Or did I settle too quickly into a relationship with someone who can never complete me?

No matter the category you fit into to, there are several indications which clearly outline a soulmate bond (or a lack of bond) between you and your partner. As you go through this list, think about your partner or potential partner and evaluate whether they meet the soulmate criteria.

So here are the questions : 

1. It's something inside. Describing how a soulmate makes you feel is difficult. It's a tenacious, profound and lingering emotion which no words can encompass.

2. Flashbacks. If your partner is your soulmate, chances are he or she has been present in your past lives. Soulmates often choose to come back together during the same lifetime and scope each other out in the big world. You might suddenly and briefly experience flashbacks of your soulmate. You might even feel an odd sense of déjà vu, as if the moment in time has already taken place, perhaps a long time ago, perhaps in a different setting.

3. You just get each other. Ever met two people who finsh each other's sentences? Some people call that spending too much time together, but I call it a soulmate connection. You might experience this with your best friend or your mother, but it is the telltale sign of a soulmate when you experience it with your partner.

4. You fall in love with his (or her) flaws. No relationship is perfect, and even soulmate relationships will experience ups and downs. Still, that bond will be much harder to break. Soulmates have an easier time of accepting, even learning to love, each other's imperfections. Your relationship is more likely to be a soulmate match if you both love each other exactly as you each are, accepting both the great and awful tendencies we all have.

5. It's intense. A soulmate relationship may be more intense than normal relationships, in both good and sometimes bad ways. The most important thing is that, even during negative episodes, you're focused on resolving the problem and can see beyond the bad moment.

6. You two against the world. Soulmates often see their relationship as "us against the world." They feel so linked together that they're ready and willing to take on any feat of life, so long as they have their soulmate by their side. Soulmate relationships are founded on compromise and unity above all else.

7. You're mentally inseparable. Soulmates often have a mental connection similar to twins. They might pick up the phone to call each other at the exact same time. Though life may keep you apart at times, your minds will always be in tune if you are soulmates.

8. You feel secure and protected. Regardless of the gender of your partner, he or she should always make you feel secure and protected. This means that if you're a man, yes, your woman should make you feel protected, too! Your soulmate will make you feel like you have a guardian angel by your side. A person who plays on your insecurities, whether consciously or subconsciously, is not your soulmate.

9. You can't imagine your life without him (or her). A soulmate is not someone you can walk away from that easily. It is someone you can't imagine being without, a person you believe is worth sticking with and fighting for.

10. You look each other in the eye. Soulmates have a tendency to look into each other's eyes when speaking more often than ordinary couples. It comes naturally from the deep-seated connection between them. Looking a person in the eye when speaking denotes a high level of comfort and confidence.

Whether you're designed by the universe to be soulmates or two loving people who have settled for each other's strengths and weaknesses, the decision is yours. The beauty of free will is that you can remain in or change any relationship as you see fit. To be with your soulmate is one of the precious treasures of life. And if you feel you've found your heart's other half, I wish you endless days of joy and laughter, and countless nights of deep embrace, unraveling the mysteries of the universe one by one.

Soul mate or twin is something that is true and real . Sometimes like stated above if we marry young or settle its not because we found that spiritual twin connection , sadly it's found later in life it causes confusion . But it doesn't make it less real . This isn't about lust . 

I myself only experienced it once in life . It wasn't even to the person I married . I thought I loved in life until I experienced this . You feel what they feel , you just get them . It truly is a twin flame . 

My point is if you have found it no matter what your circumstance , be happy it's out there  ..... 

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Caged Birds

There's 2 sunsets 
One is dressed as the other undresses - 

One is at the east 
The other the west - 

You watch the dawn , 
Wondering how to reach her 
As the stars beg for forgiveness 
You toss and turn under the moon 
One you call home 
One you call your dreams - 
One kisses you good night from across 
The sea 
One falls asleep - 


If scars had confessions 
They could tell a story 
Of nights full love and whisky 

It was the best thing I could ever remember 
Just as tomorrow reminds us  
Of all the nights missed 
Holding hands 
Slipping fingers past closed doors 
Reaching for one last moment 
Hoping it never passes away 

I don't care about tomorrow 
I just care about today
Because it's one more day
 I smile 

Thursday, July 2, 2015


Bullets hail down the hall - 
She laughs finishing her last cigarette 
Could you find her ? 

She's running towards you 
Down the empty streets 
It's dark , I know 
But she slows the rain 
For a kiss good night

As she climbs 

In her get away - car 

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Wishing wells

There's a toll he said - 
She asked him how much - 

He said it cost nothin 
I said nothins free darling 

He said my love 
I won't leave 

I sat at the gate 
Dropped my coins in the well 

Took your hand 

Watched him - 

Walk away . 

Monday, June 29, 2015


There's a window 
Where your fingers stained clear glass 

There's me 
Watching the reflection of the future 
I can't see - 

Prints staring at me 
I can't see past them 

I see you 
Watching me 

Inbox blinks empty 
My eyes a blank screen 

Every song on the radio
Is a conversation between you 
Me . 

I can't bring it back 
As the sun sets 

I can scream 
But are you listening ? 

Wednesday, June 24, 2015


You have stolen my heart 

Sitting beneath the sunset 
Counting shapes in the skie 
Searching for the silver lining 
Of living and learning - 

I fall asleep on an empty pillow
Waiting for what the world has for me 
I'm fine 

You have stolen my heart -

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Bonnie and Clyde

It's a chase amongst words 
Half wisdoms - and could haves 
Hope weighs heavy on my shoulders 

It's Bonnie - it's Clyde 

I ride in the sunset 
My face in your hands 
I can't convince you - no 
I just wanted to be your home 

Saturday, June 20, 2015


I sit here with a bag of hearts 
Blaming myself -  there's no place like home 

I wasn't prepared to hold hands 
With fingers broken 

Healing in the snow 
Hold me one last time 
As I feel you breathing 

Brick buildings falling away

I sit here 
Head turned to the door 
I can't spell regret 
But this good bye spells your name 

I look away 
I can't change today 
Heart beats to yesterday 

There's no place like home 
Rebuilding is never easy 

I wasn't prepared to hold hands 
With broken fingers 

But what  you couldn't see was my feet 
Safely planted on the ground 

Here to carry 

Now she walks alone 
Bag of hearts broken 

There's more to this 
More to never leaving 

Thursday, June 18, 2015


There's the devil 
Sitting in his bed side manner ..... 

His grin catches the room 
Everything falls like sand slipping 
From an hour glasses throat - 

I turn to him 
He grins - 

We meet again - 
Tell me about the war 
As he tries to hold my hand 

I move past the shadow 
Into the light 

My blood violet 
Iris is an ocean 

I laugh 

As I continue on my path . 

Monday, June 15, 2015


Across a broken sky 
Masked in umbrellas 

Lost in a maze - 
Pictures hang on walls 
Losing there gaze 

I search for windows 
It's raining ...... 

Find me here 
In this place 
Where trains they come 

Where no one can hear me 
Run your fingers across my Braille 

I will watch behind your eyes 
As you keep my heart beating 

Suddenly I can't breathe 

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

No Good byes- tribute to gage seal who was killed at 15 years old

There's a hole  in the clouds 
Where you picked up my last smile 
Took it to heaven 

Did God realize you forgot 
We need you here 
Does he understand 

That every good night and good morning 
Has been lost in memory 

I can't forget it was yesterday 
When you hugged me 

Laughter catches fire and youre the wind 
Setting happiness to the world 
To the words wer'e left here to remember 

We pray - 

As you watch from above 
Nothing's the same 

The world cries 
Today it's raining .....

Tuesday, June 9, 2015


I collect finger prints 
Like old news papers 
From my hands 
Left un touched 
Un washed - 

Shaken . 

If I turn away 
Will you find the smile 
Lost in the ocean
Separating you 

I whisper your name 
In a summer rain 
No one sees me there alone 

Dreaming - 

I wrap his jacket around me 
I watch you laughing 
But it's in my sleep 

As I sit here collecting 
Finger prints 
From hands 
Like old news papers 

Shaken - 

Left here alone 

What Is Love

We fit in a box 
No unfinished sentence 
Or period 

No smeared or blank conversation 
We speak with out talking 
We hear with out having to listen 

There's something to be said about magic 
The way it's unfolded 
Two magnets from two ends of the earth 
Collide in one room 
Under a million circumstances 
To only be reminded that they just get it 
As one world becomes two 
Never really becoming one again 

Sunday, June 7, 2015


Tracing circles around tired eyes
Watching an empty sky
I break away

Theirs a filthy canvas I paint
Can you see me hide
the music plays against the stars
as they rust from magnet skies.

Take my hand let me kiss you
even if its pretending
Ill jump from your bridge
Into everything you want to erase

Feel my finger prints
leaving scars -

Call me Eros
as arrows hail from walking dead

theirs nothing I can do
The needle was half way in when you were found ~

I am an addict just like you ......

I lie here counting stars
from with in

as I sit on your blankets
Its cold
a holocaust
sitting in your coffin
As it beats

Tracing circles
Letting me kiss you
Even if its just pretend.

Monday, June 1, 2015


God gave us graces 
With mercy on her back 
I can't seem to find the road 
That leads back 

There's a mask on the sky tonight 
Hiding her secrets 
As I jot them down 

If I can see you 
Who then sees me 
As I remain in a hollow hand 

Do you understand ? 

Close your eyes 
That's where you will find me 
In the words she never said 

It's a complicated matter 
I'm sure 
As I kiss you good night 
As I find my way home 

I kiss the hearts of sailors 
Of slaves 
Of warriors 

I remain invisible 
As I rest my head 
Will you find me 
In all she left you with 

Tuesday, May 19, 2015


Alice takes a swallow 
Finds herself smaller 
Reflection hauntingly shattered 
Racing to find the peices that make her 

Door handles rusted 
Leading to the hallways 
Where letters read on walls 
Are the arrows of perfection 
In reflections of those hand held 
Compilations she needs so badly 

Now the locks are locked so tightly 
The cat sits smiling 
Of all the love he never quite had 

But I know who has the key 
I'm not the one for reckoning 
I'm also not crazy 
My head is on tightly 
As I swallow it all one more time 
I had it all since the beginning 

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Un - certain

Lost diaries hold secrets 
Of letters that will not return to her sender the way they were sent 
Like the way you entered the room 
The way we went 
Swept away like rain in the winter 
Thoughtless mindless 
Torn away 
Like an envelope lost from her stamp 
I have no home no address 

Left the last look 
Of the first love with no hello 
No good bye 

Tell me 
How to live 
Lost . 


I cross the ocean 
As I lie here staring at the ceiling 
My prison , a funeral holds my hand 
I can't shake her 
She sings me to sleep 
She whispers good morning 

I look past her to find your smile 
I throw on my head phones 
Streaming songs of conversations 
Run muted and shattered like this note 
Words sent under untouched lips 

I wait . 
I feel you listening . 
As I lay here 
I know you hear me . 

Friday, May 8, 2015


On the contrary I speak in eternity 
Will you be with me 
Somewhere holding my hand 
Can you chase your fears away 
For a moment 
To hold my hands 

I'm standing now right at the beginning 
Where the world is mocking me 
I wrinkle my nose at there suggestions
That I may not be something made 
Of ashes and queens 

I wait for you ....

To come running 
To catch my smile 
To hold it safely 
Big brown eyes alone 
In the dawn 
Will you be 
My destiny 

Wednesday, April 29, 2015


Rusted hurricanes settle on the floor
Whispering across rippled clouds
They color my eyes red

I'm haunted in this bed
Shadows on my skin
Stitched carefully , I breathe you in

Heart turns to smoke
Filling my empty room

Sun sets
Eyes turn black
She's bare , intentions left for her audition

I read the script
Handcuffed to eyes
That bring me in

Time nods her head
As I fall asleep again

Sunday, April 26, 2015


theres the broken yellow line
Expired eyes welcome ocean iris 
As he sifts through gains and over due losses 

She holds an ocean in a locket 
Placed around her neck 
It pounds - 

It's bent . 

Who can open it ? 

He holds her 
She begins to Run 
Forgive me friend 

As I open my door . 

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Your country song

I have a heart full of fight
I can sing a country song
As I watch you in the sunrise

I run even faster at the hope
You are their at the end
Sometimes forever might not work out my way

Dosent make me love you less
Or hate the good byes

Never loved like I loved you
Never lived til I lived in you

You woke me up
Gave me life

I can sing a country song
Lost against the sunrise

It's all in how you saved the day
Keep saving me every day

Believe me when I say
I'll love you to the last dawn
As she shuts her eyes

When I say my last good bye
You will be there
I will run to the sun rise hoping
Til the end
Just a chance to see you again

You stole my soul / mate
Your all I'll ever want in the midst of hell
To the heaven above
You are my hero

This is my country song
I'll sing it to my dying day

So here it is
She wanders the streets at night
Haunted by good byes
Always running to the sunrise

Friday, April 10, 2015


I sleep with a ghost
Waiting upon the return of the dead
I'm there in your back pocket
As you walk the path so uncertain

Will you come back
My smile waits for you
My heart lies somewhere in the graffiti painted by your hands
There is nothing left

Will someone take your place ?
The empty seat you left
Do you feel me crashing
All around you
Feel me
When your gone

This castle is wrapped in caution tape
They see the sign
I sit on the steps

It's crazy I know
In the waiting
Waiting for the ghost

Who built every stone
Even if I wait alone
Until it all comes crashing down

No one Is to enter in
Just close your eyes
Feel me here
Where we once stood

Now evicted
Im left here singing this song
Watching the road

Til I'm dead

Til I rebuild this all again

Tuesday, April 7, 2015


Trains pass like ghost
Stars mourn the day
Left in the arms of night

The climbing tracks are old
Looking for a home

Guided by a wilted balloon in a hurricane
Black marker etched names

Always coming
Numb to the goings .

There's only a paper trail left
Of the day we met
But yet our journey is never ending

Thursday, April 2, 2015


There's a contest in the fire
Walking ashes
I've starved long before you made it to my door
I'm strong in you
I'm someone's bones
I'm un breakable
I'm a shadow
Pressed beyond the piano
Made for more
Made me something beautiful

You were the sun set
And a night mare

No longer safe
As you left
This is my song
I write across a hundred miles
About a love that never dies
And heart locket friendships laced in gold
Held in dirty palms
Close to secrets
Codes in this song
No one could ever tell
Etched sacred between
I visit the grave
Where it says we lay
As the tears run down my past
I know 6 feet under were still holding hands


Iris melts on canvas
Painted pictures

If I told you how deep the loss
Would you believe me ?

A whole universe without her star
A compass missing her arrow

She walks the roads alone
Amoungst a hundred men
They grab her hand
Her hair tassled in the wind

She searches for him
In every single one

She looks at their hand

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Post War

I flip through songs like a deck of cards
Trying to find something to write
I lie here now on my bedroom floor
Eyes piercing the ceiling

There's no use
I can't retrieve you
I can't forget you either

Every song hides your smile
Every conversation sheds your light
I look back to see if your their and

Friday, March 27, 2015


There's no rainbow here
Under falling rain I bow
Finger tips running under
Demi gods

I can't quite reach you -
Thunder claims shaken lips
Nothing to say
Wars lost and wage -
One stands in the middle

I try to brave a smile
As the black crow circles her body
Waiting for the kill

Windshield holds no notes
She drives home alone
Chasing after butter flies
Love is fleeting under empty skie
An orphan .

Tuesday, March 24, 2015


I hit my veins again
Knowing tomorrow I'll wake up with the same head aches
It's a redeeming addiction
One to kill me
No fancy words to jot down
Just a thousand miles of secrets
And the way you looked at me

Your the heart shaped locket
Thrown in a lingerie drawer
Picture cut
Hoping you hold the other half
Of the I love

I try I promise I tried
You told me to forget you

But you are
My I love you

Sunday, March 15, 2015

The End

The drive is dark
Haunted by old ghost and eyes looking back

its midnight
The head lights guide my way home
I'm lost in your eyes
Pounding the back of my memory
Driving - my heart

There's nothing I can do about good byes
I sing out of tune to the radio
And love you every day all over again -

Thursday, March 12, 2015


A pool of manequine stitched words slowly 
Into an empty void 
You speak but I can't even get in 
How could you 

Tragic death 
Hung by a noose 
Can't figure it 
Love slits my wrist 
Blood beneath my veins 
It's dark 
Can you save me 

Monday, March 9, 2015


Complicate the masses
Point the finger my way
No roses in my garden
Failures tend to their wounds
I pick up the bandages

No one picking me - up
There's a trail of tears stitched to your fairy tales
Burned with the bridge we built

Tell me
The story again
I've got a brass knuckle heart
Please try your best to come right in
The music plays
Do you even know my name
Look up above
My iris hasn't changed

There's Peter
There's Paul

Wars wage on
My souls bare
As I lie here
In my pretty dress

I dare you
To remember
To move me
To break me



Congratulations on the third step
Walking on water is never easy
As I'm tied to this bed called destiny
A ship on fire floating in a deserted sea

As you build your empire
Seems to be the audience I'm dancing for
I'm choking with no land and no sight to your ocean

I'm not drowning

Congratulations my friend
As everything is empty
I'm screaming
No one is listening
Who's the captain she says
Who's the brave one

3 steps walking on water
To drowning

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Some sort of secret

I bandaged my eyes
I cut a heart out
I handed it over
To find it on the floor

The messages punched and deleted

like a time card
Figuratively speaking

Monday, February 16, 2015


Scattered on a cold floor
Suffer chained to a concrete stone
She holds him under the water
Watches him drowned

As I'm left here alone on the bed
I can bring you home from the dead

Wake up
Like you never fell
The flies gather
Your an easy sell

Left to your own inadequacy
When you can remain whole

Sunday, February 15, 2015


Hearts hang on old weatherd hooks
Unattended and alone
Sleeping to the noise of closing doors
And waking to the possibility of hope

12 months walking
12 lost
14 is the number of floors
10 is the number of my steps
Walking out your door

Wednesday, February 11, 2015


It's arbitration time
Jury is out
It's hanging time
Just 365 days but who's the count
I read the lines
Nothing is what sits in perfect picture frames
I'm the stars you wished on
Never collected the grants

In the palm of my hands
She has a black iris
With out you she is dead

Veins run like paint
She sleeps alone
Empty picture frames

Sunday, February 8, 2015


The buttons on my coat are worn
Thread stitch and lace panties
Lips red
Thrown across evening sunset
She's only there for a moment

Sitting in your chair
Afraid to move

Watching her rise and fall
With out your hands

I breathe you in
As you watch from afar
Your favorite sin

Until the dawn takes her again

Wednesday, February 4, 2015


There's a bridge
Your on one side

I'm drowning in the other
I'm dressed in black
Ready for the funeral
I'm screaming
Your eyes looking ahead
Never turning back

I am dressed in night
I watch my light walk away
From me

A million keys breaking
I can't breathe
I sit here naked
I know you see me

Afraid to save me
Afraid of drowning

I am fighting
I am calling your name

You can hear me

Monday, February 2, 2015

Bottles At Sea

When the message came it was blank
Ink wet , smeared between lenses
Her lamp was on lips wet
She thought about it

He pulses under skin
Like heroin

Monday, January 19, 2015

Where You Are Is not my home

There's a stigmatism in the air
I can't quite see you clear
I'm aware you'll never read these lines
I hide behind
There's a coat in the closet
The smell of your shirt and a broken heart in my pocket
Where I saw you through

Now the Night is empty
And everything I see
I see clearly

And everything is nothing with out you
I hold on to my sanity
Keeps the calm from tumbling
But I still feel you

I grab your hand in my dream
I beg you to never let go
I wake up
Sleepy eyed and alone

The worst part is you'll never hear my song

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

13 th Floor

If you can hear me , speak to me . For your the only one who hears and I'm the only one who's listening .


Stories are courted in dialated iris
Secrets form in clusters beneath the surface
The light draws dim and fills with puddles ....

It's their in a corner
As it bleeds into everything
It's impossible to forget
This love for you

Saturday, January 10, 2015


I couldn't recall the good bye 
Or the way you shut the door that night 
How the dominos fell one by one inside never to again be collected 
Just left a mess on the floor in the dark 

I couldn't recall any of it 

The only thing I remember was your light 
Entering the room that night . 

Friday, January 9, 2015

1000 Steps

I haven't forgotten the words of a hero 
That echo down my halls 
I can't find rest as I stare out my window 

Road is long 
Lost somewhere in your eyes 
Never finding home again 
As days turn into cluttered moths 
In a closet 
I sit in your shadow 
Broken heart .

Monday, January 5, 2015

Star necklace

Brush stroke smiles falling from Demons haunt my day 
A razor blade runs blank across my skin 
As I thought of him ... 
The way they walk from my arms into an empty crowd - 
Home is not a passing train , yet I'm left stranded at an old station 
Air full of scotch and last nights intentions 

No love - no star necklace as I fall into the sea , 
A boat so big - yet sails remain small ,
A heavy restitch - a thoughtless good bye 

No there isn't an answer is there ...

Waiting for the 7 o'clock train ... 
Luggage empty